The Holy Emperor of Ming

Chapter 33 The Prince's Disaster

Everyone present was silent, tacitly accepting this wisdom.

After talking for a while, Zhu Houzhao left happily.

Wang Shouren followed behind, his calm eyes filled with thought.

Ancient three links, Su Xin.

Perhaps there is a lot of inside story behind this, and this Iron-Hearted Divine Marquis is definitely not a good person.

However, although he is a member of the royal family, as long as His Highness does not encounter any accidents, he should be able to suppress it and become a great help.

Thinking of this, Wang Shouren felt relieved.

As for the possible inside stories, he didn't care much.

How many people in the martial arts world are innocent?
On September 24, the twelfth year of Hongzhi, it was Zhu Houzhao’s eighth birthday.

Tai Chi Thirteen Postures Level 3761 (10000/)

The first level of Myojin Martial Arts Code (7630/10000)

Zhu Houzhao felt excited when he saw his talent and felt his increasingly powerful true energy and body.

He didn't care that it was his birthday and started a fight with the two Caos.

Still the same, Zhu Houzhao punched with both fists.

Every strike was the full force of the Mingshen's true energy, an incomparably overbearing force, like the descent of the sun and the moon, fierce beyond words.

Of course, this kind of action also puts a lot of pressure on oneself.

The meridians and body are all like this.

Even if the Mingshen Gongti was cultivated under the Mingshen Qi, according to common sense, it could not be as rampant as Zhu Houzhao.

But he not only has the increasingly perfect Ming Shen Gong body, but also the second level of Tai Chi Thirteen Forms.

The martial arts he created has evolved from a basic boxing technique to a boxing technique at the innate level.

It is very powerful in consolidating the foundation, strengthening the body, meridians, bones and so on.

This allowed Zhu Houzhao's Mingshen body, which had not yet been perfected, to withstand a more powerful explosion.

Just like this time.

Zhu Houzhao's ferocious attack made everyone present secretly shocked.

Their true Qi is far less domineering and powerful than the true Qi of the Mingshen, but it is also unable to be so violent and brutal.

"boom!!"

"puff!"

After a few more punches, Zhu Houzhao was so excited that it seemed as if golden flames were burning on his body, becoming more and more terrifying.

Suddenly, the Tiangang Qi that protected Cao Zhengchun's body was shattered by a punch. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and his breath became weak.

Zhu Houzhao was startled, but calmed down instantly, ran over to support him, and asked worriedly, "Second Cao Banban, how are you?"

"Your Highness is so powerful. I am useless and cannot withstand your attack. I am sorry to disappoint you." Cao Zhengchun forced a smile and said, "All right, my Highness."

As he said this, he didn't dare let Zhu Houzhao help him and wanted to step back, but Zhu Houzhao forcibly held him back.

"I was the prince who accidentally hurt you. It is my responsibility. Let the two Caos accompany you and you can rest quickly." Zhu Houzhao said hurriedly.

He turned around and shouted, "Call the imperial physician quickly."

Cao Shaoqin went there in person immediately.

Cao Zhengchun looked at the prince who was still supporting him and looking worried, and felt warm yet a little dazed in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, His Highness has grown so big that even he is no match for him.

After a slight sigh, only warmth and pride remained: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Please rest assured, I am fine. I will be fine after a few days of rest."

"Really?" Zhu Houzhao was still worried.

"I would never dare to deceive Your Highness." Cao Zhengchun said immediately.

"That's good." Zhu Houzhao breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Shouren, Liu Jin and others had already gathered around.

Eunuchs like Liu Jin and Cao Youxiang felt envious, jealous, and happy at the same time when they saw how His Highness was worried and concerned about Cao Zhengchun.

Because they believed that if they were the ones injured, His Highness would also care about them. Wang Shouren and Li Xunhuan were each thinking about something.

When the time came, he left the East Palace.

Wang Shouren asked, "Xun Huan, in your opinion, how long will it take His Highness to reach the peak of the Xiantian realm?"

Li Xun Huan pondered for a moment and said, "Your Highness has never concealed the progress of his skills from us.

Your Highness is about to enter the cleansing of your internal organs. At this rate, it should take less than two years to reach the peak of the innate realm."

Everyone around His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows how His Royal Highness’s skills have improved.

They didn't take the initiative to inquire about this, nor did they dare to do so.

But they can't help but listen to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince whenever he makes the slightest progress.

"Two years, when the prince will be ten years old." Wang Shouren's eyes flickered, and he asked again: "Xun Huan, when do you think His Highness will be able to break through to the Grandmaster level?"

"It's really hard to guess. I'm still a long way from reaching the peak of the innate realm." Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'm sorry for making it difficult for you." Wang Shouren reacted and said with a hint of apology.

"Brother, your words are too kind." Li Xunhuan said immediately.

"Xunhuan, what do you think of His Highness's fighting ability?" Wang Shouren asked again. He did not practice martial arts, so he was not completely sure about these.

Li Xun Huan didn't know why Wang Shou Ren asked this, but he didn't hesitate at all and explained, "Eunuch Cao is very powerful. Even if he hasn't reached the peak of Xiantian, he is probably close to it.

The Tiangang Boy's Skill that he practiced has extremely strong defense. Your Highness was able to break it in a short period of time without even performing the cleansing of your internal organs. This shows the domineering power of the Mingshen Qi and the magic of the second level of the Tai Chi Thirteen Postures.

Of course, His Highness has suppressed and restrained Eunuch Cao, which is also a point.

However, His Highness has not yet practiced real combat boxing and other martial arts.

When Your Highness has practiced and reached the peak of the Xiantian realm, his combat power will surely be astonishing, and there will be no rivals in the Xiantian realm."

“If Your Highness reaches the level of Grandmaster, what will his combat power be at that time?” Wang Shouren whispered.

“I don’t know, but the Ming Shen Wu Dian is the most powerful martial art of the Ming imperial family. Taizu Taizong once used it to be invincible in the world. I think it must be extremely powerful.

When he reaches the level of a Grandmaster, he must be extremely powerful." Li Xun Huan shook his head and speculated.

"Maybe we don't have much time left." Wang Shouren nodded and suddenly spoke in a serious tone, his face looking heavier than Li Xunhuan had ever seen.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Li Xunhuan asked in surprise.

“I just figured it out. Perhaps when Your Highness breaks through to the Grandmaster level, disaster will come.” Wang Shouren said solemnly.

"Disaster? What kind of disaster could endanger His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Li Xunhuan said in horror.

His Highness will definitely be the future Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. After he breaks through to the realm of Grand Master, who can bring disaster to His Highness the Crown Prince?
But he believed his brother's seemingly unreliable words very much.

Because over the past two years, he has witnessed with his own eyes what it means to be able to predict the future and to have one's words come true.

This is not some kind of deduction or divination.

According to my brother, it is not difficult if you observe carefully and think seriously.

In response to this, he remained silent, and his admiration only grew stronger.

"North." Wang Shouren looked towards the north and slowly uttered two words.

Li Xun Huan paused, then suddenly realized something, but was even more shocked: "Brother means that the Mongols in the north would not want to see Your Highness break through to the Grandmaster level, so they want a large army to attack!"

"It should be more than just the Mongols." Wang Shouren nodded, his eyes slightly hazy and he said with a more solemn look.

"This!" Li Xun Huan frowned, and after a moment's hesitation, he immediately said, "Brother, we should report this to His Majesty and prepare as soon as possible."

"Don't worry." Wang Shouren said.

These words seemed to have magical power, and Li Xunhuan immediately calmed down.

"Your Majesty, you may have thought about this possibility?" Wang Shouren said slowly.

Li Xun Huan thought about it and understood: "Your Majesty has been training a team for Your Highness in order to help Your Highness govern the Ming Dynasty in the future.

But it may not be that they are not preparing for war, especially training many noble children."

Wang Shouren nodded, and his calm and steady tone subconsciously convinced people: "Your Majesty has only thought about this possibility, but he is not sure at all, let alone fully preparing for war."

"Why?" Li Xunhuan was a little puzzled.

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